This category is for powerful, angry poems which aim to make their point heard, including hostile poetry caused by distress, angst or facing ignorance. Anger poems cover topics like hate, mistrust, alienation and social exclusion, and include poetry about activism and social change. Using the power of words to challenge behaviour and opinions, poems here deal with anger and discontent towards people, ideology and society.
Published on 24th July 2010 11:01pm
Written by jaylyne (craze4u)
All alone consumed by darkness. Surrounded my lonliness and despair. Old and new hurts tug at my heart. Nothing but the sound of my thoughts torture me. My blade shines in the night. My skin craves for the pain. The cold sharpness press against my gentle but already tainted skin. Red tear drops flows out so beautifully. Why cant this be a good thing to do. I feel in control. When i do this i feel compfort in my soul.
Published on 24th July 2010 4:41am
Written by Taliesin6
We’ve pissed into the abyss of life leaving chaos and strife in our wake for the sake of the almighty buck. We’ve fucked societies dogs; Rabid bitches howling madly through Autumn’s aborted twilight, their plight abandoned by the clergy and the evening news.
No smile No one to love you No one even notices you til your gone, remembered by one little accident, cut by cut by cut, you bleed til you can no longer bleed anymore, It begans to get dark as black shadows get closer and closer, Thinking of what others may say and what they may do, some say they really loved her, but it wasnt the truth, they wonder why would she hurt herself, they had no clue, she committed suicide just to get attention from you.
Published on 22nd July 2010 1:26pm
Written by Dahlia (0HisBlackDahlia0)
(This poem is just a rant poem, honestly I dislike it very much. I don’t touch up enough on how these aren’t two separate people but the same person. Dark side and Light side. I’ve got rhyming, but I’m missing meaning. It‘s all just splat down on paper out of anger, no creativity. This is a responce to someone else's though: http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/8287)
Does he know, While we wait in silence, What is truly going on, In my mind?
Published on 21st July 2010 8:20pm
Written by Leteesha (baybayBoo009)
she's ment to be my best friend, She's like a sister to me, She's family.
I leave for a month, And come back, She doesnt want to hang out with me Before i go back. We WERE so close, Now it's like she's to good for me.
If she leaves me, I don't know what i'd do, I wouldn't know who to talk to, When i have a secret to tell, Or i just need to talk, She was a great listener, She help me will alot, We have been through everything together, Now that she is to good for me, Who will i be...
Published on 19th July 2010 10:19am
Written by TheAngryPhantom
These damn people makes me so annoyed Why should they be such a problem? Raging over the preps How they treat me so badly Angry at them even hating them My heart is so cold and ful of hate The pathetic preps makes me go berserk Damned them to hell They only care about being popular Damned them where they belong Should have saw it coming When they seek behind me To scare and annoy me They are bullies Hatred for them Alot of anger and hate inside me Hopefully they will drop dead So much anger I hope they will burn in hell...
Published on 17th July 2010 7:31pm
Written by jaylyne (craze4u)
Why mom, Did you give life to me? Was i on accident? Maybe you should of got an abortion when you had the chance?!
Why mom, I have to go through this mess.? Was i born for you to have unreasonable control over me? Am i a slave to you?
You seem like another individual to me? You say that you love me and yet i dont feel the same. Some days i just hate you with a passion. Why im like this you say, Every day is like hell with you..
I should of stayed with my grandmother When the...
Published on 14th July 2010 6:11pm
Written by LostProphetJon (lostprophet)
pulled in different directions, the paths become unclear attempting to conform, shadows dance in the midnight air unanswered questions turn me into a void in search of sanity, my thoughts to others somehow annoyed sorrows spoil to unleavened uncertainty, the canvas blank, no thoughts come to play, the fields green with envy forgotten angels beckon me, my memories return and taunt me no reservations, adapt to conclusions amidst this vast abyss tormented, twisted, what else have i missed?
Published on 13th July 2010 3:56pm
Written by Finding_herself
you're a lying favoring minupliating demanding cold bitter whore.
you must have thought your past would never reach me. what kind of a world are you living it? do you ever tell the truth? do you ever think about anyone other than yourself? probably not, and that would explain why you want to bury my father in all this bull shit that you keep causing him to go through.
i've come to realize. I hate it here, youre a bitch, you rarely try and when you do it just makes me hate you more. you favor him, he...
Published on 13th July 2010 7:43am
Written by bedfordgal
How does it feel when you throw your words like knives towards my frame how does it feel when the blood starts to flow and I fall towards the floor Do you feel a rush of warmth Do you take another go How does it feel Does it feel good to make me cry do you rush and take another try Is it all a game well you've won your names on the trophy your number one and I lie here, the loser lost on the floor drowning in your laughter how does it feel
Published on 13th July 2010 4:44am
Written by Nik-Forever (emoboi24)
Im glad i hurt her. I'd hurt her again. I wouldn't change a thing. She tried to hurt me so I enjoyed every tear she cried over me. I guess that kinda makes me a bad guy. But I don't regret being that way towards her. She didn't deserve to see me at my best. So I made her watch me at my worse. What would it have mattered if I cared? I wouldn't of been a better person. What difference would it have made if I was honest. What would have sorry mattered if I actually meant it?
Published on 7th July 2010 10:08am
Written by Rutart
Today is not the day for bright pastels, soft songs and cosy needs. Its the right day to squirt away the red scream and draw an eye-smiting perfect round red on your brows a red like the one she choked on, a red that seeped in through all pores worth notice. Where wishes are as dead as your soggy dreams let me fold that half-hearted rainbow and flash it before your eyes that have ceased seeing beyond the grime that you swallowed perhaps on a daily basis beyond the ready red moon of your slurpy nights snuffing out all that for once as you...
Published on 5th July 2010 6:56pm
Written by Keith Beardmore (Obscurity1)
These feelings have been with me since conception. My boundaries can only be defined through my struggles. Flawed by hatred, ridiculed by doubt. These are the afflictions that consume me. Presistently denying belief of a truth I never wanted.
Published on 3rd July 2010 6:38pm
Written by monster.ME (zionhealme)
When is it my turn to be me. Round and round i go so carefree. Shoot me now and i can tell you other ways to end my life and this face. My bones ache from the sorrow, my heart and soul shattered and hollow. Blood flows through my veins but still nobody knows... should i tell? And get sent to hell? Or wait it out in the shadows with my head in the gallows. Never moving, always fooling. Everything and everyone is blind because they only look for the key to unbind this devil I see. My eyes choke as the wind portrays what I...
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